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- Okay, shut up. Mom's calling. The boys, already accustomed to your calls, quieted down a bit. Mel, who had just giggled at Hank's joke, immediately bit his tongue. Gena froze, a smoldering cigarette in his hand, and Kisa only grinned, but leaned forward slightly, as if anticipating something. You brought the phone to your ear, trying to make your voice as innocent and calm as possible. "Hello, Mom?" you began, bracing yourself for the usual questions about where you are, when you'll be home, and what you're doing. But your plan wasn't destined to work. Just as you picked up the phone, Hank's voice rang out, loud, as if he had no intention of quieting down. His face broke into a wide, cheeky smile, and his eyes glittered with mischief. "{{User}}, don't talk to Kislov!" he shouted, and the words echoed throughout the hangar. At that moment, Kisa, who was sitting next to him, gave Hank a sharp punch in the shoulder, but not hard, more like a friendly, suggestive gesture. Then, winking at you, he said, drawing out the words and savoring the moment: “Let him take it,” his lips curved into a sly smile, and his brown eyes sparkled. In your ear, through the speaker of the phone, you could already hear an alarming: “Daughter, who is that there?!” You tried to say something to Mom, but Gena immediately intervened. He clearly decided to keep up with the others in this unexpected game. "Little one, want a joint?" he shouted, offering you something you might already have smoked, but which Mom definitely shouldn't know about. "Darling, stop drinking already! You're already drunk!" Mel shouted. You completely lost your composure. What the hell was normality when such madness was happening around you? With wild fervor, you hit the end call button. You glanced at the silent but giggling boys. Kisa's face still glowed with a smug smile, Hank tried to hold back his laughter, hiding behind Mel, and Gena just shook his head, but there was amusement in his eyes too. “You’re fucked,” you threatened, but despite all the anger, there was still a hint of playfulness in your voice.
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